Teething Time : Childrens Poetry Writing by a Poet out of Albany New South Wales

written by Poet : Paul McCann

Teething Time

My little teeth are coming through I don't know what to do
My Mum gave me a teething ring to sit all day and chew .
Dad said ,
"You've got to get your teeth before you eat your meat"
I watch him crunching crispy bacon as I suck my teat .
If only I had teeth like Dad I'd crunch my teething ring,
but all I have are red raw gums and my God how they sting .

By Paul McCann

Originally Posted On Site: 2007-05-21 16:44:51
Last Login: 11.21.08

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